Isekai Journey Of The Magic Archer

In an open area with a solid ground with harsh soil, small to big sharp rocks, some wild grass, and some sand, many young men were training with their special weapons a moment ago on one side.

They wore thin shirts and pants that they can freely move in, and there were their special ‘real’ weapons in their hands.

Actual weapons made of metal and not the normal training swords of wood or something like that.

They were all also training with just the weapons and not the basic strength training and running.

These men had an excited expression as soon as a young boy reached the training ground a while back and when he started moving to the middle of the ground, they were ready for their ‘thing’.

Just like these knights with weapons ranging from diverse kinds of swords, hammers, knives, and mace, as well as bows and arrows, there were mages on the other side of this ground.

Mages dressed in special mage clothes were relaxed, and there was a cape unique to these mages.

They were training their magic and these dark blue, light blue, and cyan-colored mage cloaks helped their Mana gathering speed and Mana recovery.

These were artifacts that shouldn’t be worn during ‘training’.

But every one of these mages was wearing these, and there was also a smirk or excited smile on their faces.

They were excited about something and as soon as the young boy was on the ground, just like these knights on the other side, their formation started changing.

Some of the mages in the cyan cloaks were channeling their Mana and manifesting a spell.

The front side was knights, the back side was mages, and in the perfect center of this training ground, two people, the strongest of these knights and mages were standing, chatting, and evaluating the boy as well as the knights on the ground.

There was a smile on their faces, but the surrounding atmosphere was serious.

They were all serious, and they knew what they were doing and they were excited about what they will see from this small training test fight.

The boy, even after knowing all these things, was just moving forward without showing any hesitation or fear.

There were hundreds of knights, ranging from [Rank-2] to [Rank-4], while the mages on the other side were (tier-3) and (tier-4).

The mage in the middle, the captain of the mages behind her, was wearing a purple cloak, and she was a (tier-7) mage.

The knight beside her, the knight in full armor and a good single-edged blade hanging behind his back, was a [Rank-6] knight.

He was comparatively stronger than the mage beside him, but he was a human with all the normal human features, while the mage was an elf.

Her racial long pointed ears and enchanting beauty were the most astonishing thing on this training ground.

The two were the strongest in this place and when they saw no reaction from the obvious actions of the knights and mages from the boy, they were actually… impressed.

And what happened as the attack truly started surprised them even more.

The knights training in the front of the training grounds all turned around when the young boy crossed them and was exactly in the middle of the two captains and the knights, and prepared their weapons.

The archers fired their arrows while the weapon users who used two-handed weapons or throwables’, threw the weapons with actual force behind them and this was enough to cause harm to any strong person.

Some of them were disappointed when they didn’t get any strange reaction from the young boy, but the captains were different.

Their smile deepened as they saw the small smile on the boy’s face before he… disappeared from his place.

As is a fake, his body turned dark and melted in shadows.

This was something different from what the assassins of their house did.

He didn’t use the stealth that assassins use to vanish from normal eyes but his body actually melted into shadows.

The arrows, weapons, and knives flying toward him just crashed on the ground with a loud noise, and debris, sand, and smoke rose from the ground, creating a curtain between the middle area and the front.

Their action was very coordinated, they were trained knight squads after all.

The attacks had all targeted the vital areas of the young boy. If the weapons had so much as just touched the boy’s body, he might have been seriously injured.

Though they had aimed for the vitals, there was no bloodlust in their behavior.

They all had unparalleled faith in their captains that the boy wouldn’t die at the very least in this petty fight.

They knew the prowess of the young boy after seeing him for this long time and they believed he was more than strong enough to detect their attacks even before they had launched them.

They also knew he would easily dodge most of the attacks but… even they knew just how powerful this sudden but obvious attack was.

Not every weapon was aimed at the point he was standing.

Many were aimed at the possible locations that any normal high-ranking knight could think of moving to avoid the attack.

But, he already knew all their minds, so the young boy had already predicted their predictions.

Dodging normally was no option from the very moment he stepped foot in this place.

He knew how dangerous these attacks would be and the conclusion he reached after this simple thinking was… using his skill, moving to a different location, preparing his weapons while in shadows, and… a surprise attack.

And he did just that.

After the sudden rise of the smoke in the middle of the training ground, where the mages’ spell had fallen after the weapons, they started searching for the young boy in the training ground.

He couldn’t have gotten much far after this sudden attack.

He wasn’t some high-level mage to use (teleportation) spell, or strong enough to have an actual teleportation skill that was no less than (Purple) ranked in normal situations.

But that was only what they were thinking and had speculated.

Though his ability wasn’t a teleportation ability like the young girl watching this absurd thing from a distance, he was definitely able to use (teleportation) a few times as well as be fine after having a (Purple) ranked skill.

He was strong after all… physically and mentally.

But right now, he had reached the very left of the training ground, under one of the few fine trees of this place, and there was a fine magic bow in his hand and a quiver full of enchanted arrows on his back.

Even the captains only sensed him after he had appeared on the other side of the ground.

He was good. And they didn’t mean just the way he used his skills.

There might be some skills that allowed one to do what he just did but there certainly was no skill that allowed the person to change positions while being the in the shadow and equip the weapons as quickly as he did.

The knights noticed late but by the time they noticed him, he had already started his preparation for the attack.

The young boy, the young master that they were fighting to recognize as their master, was looking at every one of their eyes with his red glowing eyes.

The green magic bow in his hand was special and intimidating but not as much as his gaze.

He has just turned twelve today, and all of them knew this fact.

He was a young, tented boy who knew both magic and weapon wielding.

He was an admirable child but, at the end of the day, he was just a young boy.

Swearing their loyalty to someone else besides their master was certainly absurd but if he was sure, they didn’t hesitate to agree. But… as any knight, they wouldn’t just accept him without confirming his skills.

He was young, doesn’t mean they would go too easy on him.

They at least had to confirm the strength their master believed in.

And the look in his eyes right now, the eyes that were giving them goosebumps, was just the thing they were looking for.

The bow he held was naturally amazing looking with those fine crafting that they could tell without the deep knowledge that was made by the best craftsmen.

It was a green wooden bow with blue patterns all over its body. The shape was unique to the normal bows and it was more like a crescent shape than the normal bow arch.

The bow was fantastic and there were two bow strings to this bow, something one rarely saw.

Just pulling a single bowstring requires tremendous strength and techniques but, when there is more than one string, the power of the bow certainly increases but the difficulty of use also increases according to it.

The bow was also big compared to a normal bow everyone used, and they could tell just from looking that this bow must be super heavy.

But the young boy was handling it as normally as any normal small, strong bow.

This was surprising to all eyes in this room… even more, was the excited smile on his face.

From the knights to the mages at the back, everyone could see the young boy on the left side clearly, and… they hadn’t forgotten that he was their target.

But this one move was surprising enough to stun them for a moment, not the captains but surely everyone else.

Even the girl that came with him was astonished by all the things that were happening right now.

But, she wasn’t worried about anything. Certainly not the boy.

He was more than strong enough to defeat this bunch if they don’t work properly.

First, they made the mistake of doing a starting ranged attack and giving him time and the perfect chance to create enough distance to have both of the attacking parties in his attack range.

Then, despite being knights under one of the finest knight kings, they allowed themselves to be shocked by a mere child’s sharp gaze.

They had already lost at this point but there was still a small chance according to her.

She believed if they do things right, not doing foolish things like underestimating a monster like him, and starting a close combat with perfect harmony between them, while mages supporting from the back, they could defeat him in this fight.

He was definitely strong, and he was using one of his finest Bowes. A (level-12) artifact that had some special features.

She had seen him use this one once in their training and even after reading the details of the bow, she couldn’t properly grasp its strength.

But, that big frame of the bow was best when firing a lot of arrows. If you can that is.

But, well, mages would be the problem anyway.

This fight won’t be easy for him at the very least.

He was up against hundreds of knights and tens of mages after all.

And a mage was rare as well as the ones here were properly trained by an elf mage, so, they were better than average.

The girl knew that, and so did the boy.

He would be using the bow for the six-arrow precision fire but, the bow wasn’t here for just that purpose.

The thing he would do now will surpass even the girl that probably knew the most about him after his marvelous young sister.

He took out a special lance-like arrow partner from his white storage and loaded it on the bow.

The big lance visibly shrunk to the size of a normal arrow, its handle-like side with the heart-like gem at the back, on the bowstring, while the other pointed tip was on the front.

The special green bow, one of its special abilities was that one can’t see the arrows fired from this one but the strong ones like the captains could see through this ability so this one wasn’t here for that.

He took this arrow out because of its other ability that made the arrows fired with it uninterruptible. ｂ𝚍𝚘𝚟ｌ.ｎｔ

This was a special skill that can only be used once every day so, using it to eliminate the fifty mages was a good result from his point of view.

He loaded his special Asta, the arrow closest to a divine artifact, took off his sharp gaze from the knights, looked at the mages, and found the best spot in the middle of them that covered every one of them in the effective range, and ordered.

“Asta, execute Act 12, paragraph 1.”

There was an excited smile on his face as he imagined the reactions he would be seeing in a while and released the strong bowstring that he had pulled back with genuine ease.

But the effects after he released this cool golden arrow were not normal at all…